Devil's Concubine

Chapter 115 The Charm of the Princess (3)
Then he stopped talking and strode outside. Mo Longhuang looked at his leaving back, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Chen'er, you will come to sit in my position sooner or later. There are some things. , there is no way to escape."

Mo Ranchen didn't respond, and walked faster and faster, as if trying to escape from this invisible prison.

It wasn't until Mo Ranchen left the study that Mo Longhuang sighed in a low voice, and returned to the dragon chair. He opened the drawer, took out a picture scroll from it, and slowly pushed it away like a treasure. , a woman in pink palace attire appeared in front of her.

The woman in the painting is wearing a light pink long dress with a plain white gauze dress, which is a standard showy woman's dress, extremely elegant and clean.

The woman's body is extremely thin, so it becomes more and more soft and graceful. Even if it is just a person in the painting, under the exquisite meticulous brushwork, it still gives people a sense of sadness and resentment.

The woman in the painting is not the most beautiful type, but she has her own taste, which cannot be seen in any woman in the whole world, especially her pair of eyes, always Showing a weak light, people look at it, but they can't help but hold it in their arms. They use the country as an offer, and the community as a matchmaker. They are crazy about loving beauty and not loving the country.

Emperor Mo Long always remembered how shocking he was when he first saw this painting when the new emperor ascended the throne and selected the best women in the world, so much so that later, he regarded women in the world as nothing, and took the world to spoil her. a woman.

However, is it also because of this, the popularity has declined?

He loved her, but he chose to use this almost paranoid love to torture her to death.So much so that although he owns the whole world, in the end, all he has left is this painting.

"Mei'er, it's been so many years, how are you?"

The woman in the painting is Mo Ranchen's biological mother Qi Qingmei, a beautiful girl who has been dead for many years, and it was Mo Longhuang who killed him with her own hands.

At this moment, looking at this painting, looking at the woman in the painting, Mo Longhuang's eyes filled with tears, the emperor above thousands of people, his face was full of tenderness.

"Mei'er, soon, I will go down to accompany you, wait for me."

Taking a deep breath, Mo Longhuang couldn't bear to look any longer, quickly rolled up the scroll, and carefully placed it in the drawer. After taking a few breaths, his expression recovered a little.

"Cao Wan, come in." In the dimly lit room, Emperor Mo Long suppressed his expression and said in a deep voice.

Eunuch Cao hunched over and walked into the imperial study room lightly. Seeing the deep sadness at the corner of Mo Longhuang's brow, he immediately understood what was going on and dared not speak.

It was Mo Longhuang who asked, "How are the people outside?"

"Just now when King Ning walked out, he said a few words to Lord Shen. Lord Shen felt ashamed and kowtowed to King Ning, but he didn't dare to leave and waited outside." Eunuch Cao respectfully Said.

"What did Chen'er say?" Mo Longhuang's expression softened a little at this moment, and completely returned to normal.

Eunuch Cao smiled slightly, and said: "Prince Ning said that no matter how bad Shen Shiyue is, she is still his concubine. Let Mr. Shen have time to go to Ning's mansion to have a cup of tea and catch up on the old days."

"Oh." Mo Longhuang smiled.

In the past, how could he say such a thing with an ink-dyed mind?

But it is precisely because I can't say it out loud that when I say it at a critical moment, I can see immediate results. This Shen Guanpei is usually an old-fashioned person, and he knows what it means to say this from Mo Ranchen's mouth. There is no reason to be ungrateful .

Seeing that Emperor Mo Long was in a good mood, Eunuch Cao became more courageous and said tentatively, "Your Majesty, has your lord changed his mind?"

"This matter is not that simple." Mo Longhuang was also helpless.

Only then did Eunuch Cao stop talking, and said again: "How will Mr. Shen deal with it?"

Mo Longhuang pondered slightly, and said slowly: "Let them kneel outside."

"Cha!" Eunuch Cao responded, bent over, and stepped back cautiously.

Mo Longhuang picked up his pen again, spread out a piece of rice paper, and wrote a large character on it: "Harmony!"

Staring at this word for a long time, Mo Longhuang opened the paper again, and wrote on a piece of rice paper again: "Kill!"

The murderous aura immediately penetrated the paper, rushing towards the face, peace and killing, but in a single thought.

Mo Longhuang's face was cloudy and cloudy. After a long time, he sighed and said softly: "Chen'er, there is only so much Father can do. The road to the emperor has always been a bloody road. How to play chess is up to you!"

After Chu Yunshang left the palace, she found a few snack bars that she used to frequent, bought some snacks, ate them casually, and wandered on the street.

Occasionally, when someone recognized her as Concubine Ning, she always smiled gently and didn't care. It was quite different from that domineering, murderous image.

Just finished eating a pack of sugar-fried chestnuts, Chu Yunshang was thinking about finding a place to drink some sugar water, when suddenly there was a sound of horseshoes on the originally spacious street.

The small stalls and hawkers facing the street moved their sites in a panic under the horseshoes, lest their things be ruined.

A peddler next to Chu Yunshang stared at Chu Yunshang for a long time, not sure if he had misunderstood the person, and muttered, "These people are getting more and more outrageous."

"Who are these people?" Chu Yunshang asked curiously.

The peddler glanced at her again, and said uninterestedly: "It's not the envoys from other countries. These people were quite peaceful when they first arrived. After a long time, they became more and more shameless. Riding a horse makes people panic, and Lord Zong Ling doesn't care about it."

Chu Yunshang laughed, since diplomatic disputes were involved, I'm afraid the clan's government would not be able to handle it.

Since the World War 15 years ago, the four countries have maintained a state of peace. As a result, envoys often visit each other, which is nothing new.

(End of this chapter)